Here today gone today 
Hurry up and wait 
I'm never there for you or me 
Can't you read the story of our lives 
Death to me and life for you 
Something isn't right 
And I need some space to 
Clear my head to think about 
My life 

And I can't be alone 

I just need some space 
To clear my head to think about my life 
With or without you 

We fight it out 
We work it out 
Give me some time to unwind

I must confess 
I'm falling apart 
Breaking your heart 
Crying with you on the phone 
We're walking on thin ice 
I hope it doesn't break 

Mile by mile we're farther apart 
And it's one empty bottle 
And two broken hearts 
Night after night we are falling apart 
Now it's two broken bottles 
And four empty hearts 
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Depression period